Death Letter Blues‑Part 1
 

Yes she wrote me a letter : what you reckon it read
Come home big papa : your loving baby's dead

Yes I went to the depot : caught a train a‑flying
When I walked in Lord : she was slowly dying

My mama said howdy : papa said goodbye
Poor boy couldn't do nothing : but hang his head and cry

He went to the bedside : looked down in her face
I love you pretty mama : just can't take your place